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Meanwhile, let us have a sip of tea. the afternoon glow is brightening in the
bamboos, the fountains are bubbling with delight, the soughing of pines is
heard in our kettle. let us dream of evanescence, and linger in the beautiful
foolishness of things. - The Book of Tea

Saturday, September 30, 2006

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Elder cats give us the gift of time when no one else has any to spare. Like elder humans, they touch us with their fragility, wisdom, sweetness and comforting warmth. They curl up close by to be near us. They lay on us when we feel sick or depressed. Old cats ask for little in return, perhaps craving only a little more attention as the years pass. By example, they share basic lessons about life and death - that it is okay to slow down and smell the catnip, that we have no choice but to grow old too. Older cats teach us about inner listening and watching. They spend more hours sleeping. Some even believe they begin their journey with small trips to the other side when they sleep. In the end, senior cats teach us patience and courage, how to let go gracefully and finally, how to heal and begin again.

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